My Master

When I feel lonely or sad,

I find myself holding a hand.

Whenever I lost my way,

That hand again took me out away.

Because I was traveling in the wrong way,

And so the voice speaks loudly and say,

That doesn't lose yourself into misery.

Walkthrough the way to victory,

I am with you forever,

So don't fear ever my dear.

And That's the voice none other than my master,

Who has taught me every lesson to improve myself faster?